CHAPTER 18-AUTHENTICITY

One could feel the heartbeat of Emma, as she made her way toward the hallway. Her head slightly bowed, her blonde hair covering part of her face.

Ignoring the stares mostly from the juniors, she made bold steps, fiddling with her fingers, as nervousness started breeding in. Somehow, she was having a second thought about her decision.

Yes, she made a decision. Instead of the high-class clothes, she rented at a low price, she decided to go for her normal wear which looks rather outdated. A pair of white blouses with almost fading blue jeans, that look like second-hand clothes.

She bit her lips gently as she felt the students who had begun taking pictures of her. They never expected Emma to be dressed in such a manner. To some of them, it was a perfect opportunity to take note of.

Emma has called the driver who picks her up not to. She does not want to be recognized with the Lamborghini or Jeep. She was nothing but a fatherless child who has to